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Hello?

Dad, uh, it's me.

I--I think--I think
I've just killed someone.

Jesus Christ, Johnny.

So who is this bloke?

His name's Kenny.

He's a drug dealer
from Newport.

PC Jane Crowther.

- I want to report
suspicious incident.

- Anonymous?
- Exactly, anonymous.

- You don't want
to give your name

because you weren't,
strictly speaking,

supposed to be up there.

- Kenny's missing, as in
no one got a clue where he is,

and he's not
answering his phone.

I just need the warehouse.

Get the warehouse for me
and you are done.

Sandra.

He's still not back.

I know something's wrong, okay.

I'm not stupid.

- Kenny is like family,
and family is everything to me.

I will find him,
and I will bring him home.

- This Kenny fella
must be connected.

Shower curtain ring.

What might you use
a shower curtain for

apart from keeping
your floor dry?

- Why didn't you tell me
Kenny had disappeared?

I thought he'd come back.

Does he look familiar?

Yeah, he was at the Nail Bar.

Was he?

And he was at the showroom.

He was at David's test drive.

Drugs come hidden in stuff.

Furniture, legal stuff,
it gets put in one spot.

What, like a warehouse?

- Yes, and that place
stays super secure.

That's not Kenny.

It's just someone wearing his
clothes and driving his car.

Girl is the sister
of one of ours?

Sadie.

Rhys's sister.

What about the boy?

His name's Johnny.

Which way now?

Left.

I'm heading off.

Just put this upstairs.

Okay.

Shit.

Oh, stop!

Oh, please!

- I know what happened
at the hotel--

every detail.

The only thing I don't know
is what you did with the body.

Where is Kenny, Johnny?

Hey, stop it!

You're surprised.

You thought, what,
your son could kill someone,

and nothing would happen?

Just a drug dealer, right?

A nobody.

Well, he wasn't a nobody,

not to me, nor to his wife,

nor to his son.

So I need two things.

I need to bury my friend.

And I need--well,
I wouldn't say retribution.

I need redress.

A life for a life.

I did it.

Okay?

I killed him at the Raglan,
like you said, in the suite.

- Kill him.
- No.

I'll take you to his body.

Directions will be fine.

No.

I'll take you and do
what you want with me.

But Johnny and Sadie
walk out of here.

- That's a deal-breaker, is it?
- Yeah, they're innocent.

- They're anything
but innocent.

Powers Garden Center.

The warehouse behind it.

That's where you keep it,
isn't it,

your drugs?

That's your supply.

I mean, your main supply.

Or was it the tractor showroom?

About four or five years ago,
they started selling

garden heaters,
garden furniture.

That's how you bring it in,
isn't it?

Straight off the boat,
I reckon.

And I saw that man, Khalad,

the one who killed that cop
in Newport.

He was there as well.

So if I figured it out,
how long do you think it is

before the police will?

You need a new location,
a new warehouse.

And I got the perfect spot.

Here, starting today.

And the timing is perfect, too.

Why is the timing perfect?

- Because I just bought
the farm next door

and I'm short a tenant farmer.

Think about it--
loads of empty barns,

no one around, access.

I've thought about it.

I'm not a farmer.

Just tell me
where to find Kenny.

His wife needs
a grave to mourn.

Dad, just tell them!

Put the gun down.

One, two--

Do it.

That's right.

You, you should listen to him.

I'll listen to you.

- I know what you do,
what you need.

I doubt it.

- The farm next door
sells eggs.

The egg van goes out
to shops and markets

and comes back empty.

It's a perfect cover.

It even has a picture
of a chicken on the side.

Who are you?

Eva.

I work here and next door.

Yeah.

Egg van in, egg van out.

Everything's perfect,
established.

- Oi, what the fuck
are you doing?

- You got seclusion,
outbuildings,

and an access road
used by no one but me.

Oh, never mind her.

She can stay in the house
as my tenant.

But she'll have questions.

- No, all she wants to do
is stay in her home.

Can't you get rid of her?

No, I'm telling you--

Sorry, I didn't get your name
in all the excitement.

Turuk.

- She won't be
a problem, Turuk.

In fact, she can help.

Gwen's something
of an institution around here.

If you take over her egg
business with her blessing--

- Continuity.
- Yeah.

And that means something
around here.

If it wasn't so late,
I'd take you over there now.

- Tomorrow morning
will be fine.

How will I introduce myself?

Say that you're an investor

who's interested
in farming initiatives.

- And the girl, Eva,
she's helped

with the eggs in the past?

- Yeah.
- Good.

More continuity.
- Yeah.

- How did you find out
about the warehouse?

Think carefully
before answering.

- Um, just the wrong place,
wrong time.

Plus, I was trespassing.

- Trespassing?
- Yeah.

I took a shortcut
around the back,

and then I saw that, um,

Khalad busting up
brand-new garden furniture.

How did you know his name?

I didn't.

Not then.

Not till I saw him on the news.

Okay.

We visit the woman
in the morning.

And then I'll make my decision.

In the meantime,
don't do anything stupid.

Like what?

Like run

or go to the police.

Buyer's remorse?

- What do you mean?
- I know what you're thinking.

With a good lawyer, Johnny will
be out in seven, eight years,

home for his 25th birthday.

That ship has sailed.

He won't make it out
of the remand centre.

Sadie, come with me.

- She's fine.
We're leaving.

- Oh, no, Sadie can
stay the night here.

I'll take her into school
with Johnny in the morning.

Come on.

- What do you want
to do, Sadie?

Stay here.

Very good.

Rhys, in the car.

Excuse me.

It can work, can't it,

the eggs?

Maybe.

- Well, if you don't want
any more to do with this,

that's fine.

I understand.

I don't.

I need money.

I hate asking, but my mother is
driving me crazy about Vojtech.

He needs new shoes,
new uniform.

He needs this.
He needs that.

- Sure.
Sure.

Do you want an advance?

Is that okay?

- Earlier, before you made
your entrance--

I heard everything.

Johnny killed some drug dealer.

He was assaulting Sadie.

Then who cares?

But I'm glad I know.

Why?

I can look out for him.

These people, they're not
like people you know, Nathan.

You can't trust them,
work with them.

You can't expect them
to be reasonable,

normal.

As far as possible,

we just carry on
as normal, okay?

I was up the hill about 9:00.

Another car up there.

Of the burned-out variety?

Yeah, BMW this time.

- South Wales
Police Communications.

- Oh, hello.
Um, I need a reverse trace,

specifically, a physical
address from a phone number.

- That's not a reverse trace.
That's just a trace.

Can you help me or not?

- Um, so this man who's coming
this morning, Turuk...

- Yes?
- I don't want to move anything

forward until you've met him,
but, uh,

I think he's good news.

Right.

- Yeah, he wants to rent
the outbuildings.

But he's also interested in
your hens and the egg business.

Oh, okay.

So this is Gwen Thomas.

Good to meet you, Gwen.

I was sorry to hear about
the loss of your husband.

Thank you.

Good to meet you, too...

Turuk.

- No one ever pronounces it
right the first time.

- Doesn't your friend
want to join us?

He likes his own company.

Turuk is involved in, uh--

a number of farming initiatives
and investments.

In this instance, eggs.

- Right.
- All being well,

I'd like to make an offer
on your business

and retain
the Thomas Eggs name.

But if that's not agreeable...

No.

No.

That should be fine.

In fact, it would mean
a great deal.

- I had said that you'd
be happy to show us around,

but that can wait, love,
if--if--

No time like the present.

Come on.

I built it up over the years.

But it's not easy on your own.

Your husband wasn't involved?

No.

Owen didn't think it was,

I don't know,

real farming.

He was a traditionalist.

That he was.

- And what is your output,
if you don't mind me asking?

- 350 eggs a week,
give or take.

- And I understand
you are APHA registered?

- And Egg Industry Council
approved.

- All of which is
easily transferable.

Excellent.

Sorry, uh, one moment.

Come with me.

What does this stamp mean?

- That just gives the inspector
basic information.

- Such as?
- Farming method,

barn or cage,
organic, free range.

- These inspectors,
how often do you see them?

- Once a year
if you're compliant.

And if you're not?

- It's very easy
to follow the APHA guidelines.

- We'll keep you
on the straight and narrow.

- Do you have
any other questions, Mr. Turuk?

No.

I think I've landed on my feet.

Everything okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

Successful morning, hmm?

Mm, yeah.

Okay.

Do you think about him?

Who?

Him. Kenny.

Um, yeah,

a bit less every day.

Don't feel bad about it,
if that's what you mean.

Do you?

- Sadie.
- I--

Ah, for fuck's sake.

I want to talk to my sister.

What have you heard?

Well, nothing.

- What about his dad, then?
He's still in touch with him.

Right? So what's he hear?
- I don't know anything, okay?

My supply is dead.

I'm practically back
to fucking square one.

And what do you do?
Fuck off to some poxy farm.

Come on, Sadie.

Uh, excuse me.

Can I help you?

Fuck's sake.

Nigel.

Nathan.

Bad news?

I'm afraid so.

You said it was a formality.

- But you have been
less than forthcoming

about the boundary issues
on the river.

- What, you told him
about that?

- No, I did not.
I said you're

a long-standing client,
like your father.

And?

- And that just doesn't
cut it anymore.

Plus, there's a new bank-wide
directive to contend with.

- What, to screw
your oldest clients?

- To avoid investment in
traditional agriculture

except in
exceptional circumstances.

Bullshit.

Nathan.

Nathan, I'm sorry.

Hi.

Hi.

Coffee?

No, thank you.

- I didn't think we'd be
seeing each other so soon.

Yeah, me neither.

Uh, I told a bit
of a white lie.

When, um--

when I said I bought
the place next door,

I haven't yet.

Truth is, I need a little bit
of help bridging my finances

if I'm to buy the farm.

- You've wasted my time.
- No, not intentionally.

- You think you're safe
because you're in public.

- I'm falling on your mercy.
- You think your son

is safe because he's in school.

- And because of the mutual
benefit of what I'm offering.

You want me to buy the farm?

- No, I want you
to contribute--

- What exactly
are you offering?

Acceptance.

Camouflage.

People don't take too warmly
to strangers around here.

Come from Newport, you might
as well come from New York.

You're going to vouch for me,

tell them I'm okay?

Are you gonna help me or not?

- We'll continue
this conversation outside.

All right.

I will fund the purchase
of Gwen's farm.

The money will arrive
in your account

in the form of an investment
from an offshore fund.

You'll declare it.
It'll go through your books.

And apart from backdating
a few forms and applications,

it will all be legitimate.

Agreeable?

Yeah. That's agreeable.

Thank you.
- It's not a gift.

It's a loan.
- Yeah.

- And you start
paying it back today.

My next shipment is coming in.

So I need you to meet my men at
Gwen's farm and get it ready.

And what does that entail?

- Rebuilding the hatchery
from scratch.

My chemist Hakan will tell you
exactly what he needs.

And one more thing.

Where is Kenny's body?

He's, um--

we--we put him
in an old drift mine.

- So they torched the car
and watched from here?

Where were you?

I was up there.

- What was the first thing
you saw, Pete?

Heard.

Popping sound, was loud.

Tank going up, I suppose.

So I head up the crest
and I see them.

A teenage boy and two men?

Is there anything else
you can tell me about the boy?

Slim.

Dark hair, I don't know.

And the men?

They similar? Different?

Similar age, 50s.

One of them seemed
to be in charge.

- And you definitely didn't see
a fourth person there?

No.

Alive or dead?

What?

I think that's it for now.

Thanks for your cooperation.

- How was today,
under the circumstances?

- Yeah, it was okay.
It was all right.

Sadie?

Yeah, it was okay.

Good.

Shit.

Is Johnny ready?

Fishing.

- Oh!
Sorry, I meant to call you.

What's the problem?

Um, well, it's his homework.

He's, uh, got
a bit behind on it

and his teacher's on his case.

Homework?

I've got the bait
and everything.

- Yeah, I just think
it's important he stays

on top of things
at the moment--

like, you know,
really important.

Okay if I come in for a beer?

Mm.

Cheers.

Look, Nate, um,

what you said the other day,

I might need to take you
up on it.

Sorry?

Coming to work on the farm.

- Oh, right.
- Yeah, they've, uh--

they've gone and cut my hours,
halved them,

so I--I need this.

- Well, why don't I lend you
some money to tide you over?

Are you serious?

I don't want your charity.

A loan isn't charity.

You said it yourself,
it'd never work.

We'd drive each other mental.

What's changed?

What?

- Well, you buttonhole me
at the lab

about coming to work here.

You'll match my hours,
blah, blah, blah.

And now you don't want to know.

What's changed?

- I don't know, suppose I just
had time to think about it.

- Do I have to point out
the obvious here?

Johnny'd be in fucking prison
if it wasn't for me.

- Well, how much do you need?
Just tell me.

- I need some work,
good, honest work.

And I don't expect
to fucking beg for it.

Not when you're buying Owen's
and money's no object.

Who told you that?

Are you denying it?

What is this?

I mean, seriously,
I want to understand,

because, you know,
this time, I actually meant it.

You know, all the talk about
coming together and there being

no hidden agendas
wasn't complete bullshit.

But no, it's just
more fucking mind games!

Yeah, you learnt from the best.

Caleb.

Fuck!

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

No.

I gotta keep him away
from this, for his own good.

I have to,

even if he hates me for it.

Is that realistic,

keeping him away?

I don't know.

- What's your sister's
name again?

Alice.

She's in France.
- In France?

- Mm.
- What's she doing in France?

- After Mum, she really wanted
to just get away, you know.

So...

I'd like to get away.

Not to France, especially.

Just--just anywhere.

It's not that easy,
though, is it?

Hakan.

Nathan.

This is Eva.

I understand you have,
uh, certain requirements.

- Yes.
I talk about them as zones,

like the Tube in London.

A zone refers to a place

and what occurs there,
its function.

Zone 1 is an area
to offload incoming goods,

big enough to unpack
and dismantle

whatever the product's
concealed in.

It will work.

We'll change the doors.

They need to be lockable.

Okay, fine.

- Next, we need an area
hidden from sight

to store the product.

Should be connected to Zone 1
but not obviously.

- How much product
are we talking about?

- They come
in brick-like packages.

You can stack them.

Any ideas?

- Ah, off the top of my head,
an unused coop

or a cannibalized combine
or tractor

or just buried in bales of hay.

- Sounds like we have
some options.

Zone 3?

- Zone 3 is
the most challenging--

a concealed space
with a clean, level surface

to cut the product
with other agents

and sort into smaller packages.

So basically, a hidden room.

Mm-hmm.

That's more challenging.

It's a problem?

- Yeah, but not
an insurmountable one.

These zones, we should avoid

the rearing barn
and the laying shed.

Why?

- Chickens are sensitive
to stress.

If anything negatively impacts
their laying period,

they can die.

- Who cares?
We buy more.

- I think
your boss cares, mate.

He wants the hatchery
to flourish and expand

to explain
all the increased activity.

You got no chickens,
you got no eggs,

you got no business,
you got no cover.

Nathan!

Yeah?

Get in.

Uh, you have a "shully" pit?

Slurry pit?

I haven't got a slurry pit.

But you have a shovel?

Who is she?

Nobody.

- Well, she--
has she got a family?

She--has she got kids?

You start thinking like that,

this won't work.

You'll go crazy.

Okay!

Enough! Enough.

Help me!

Come on!

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- What were you doing
out there?

- Ah, just helping them
set up, you know.

Did you do the feed order?

I can do it.

- Yeah, thank you.
Than--thanks, Pavel.

All right, Jane?

You want to come in the house?

No.

Look, it's, uh--it's more than
my job's worth, a lot more.

But we go back,
and I want to help.

- Sorry, Jane,
what are we talking about?

- It's your own fault.
If I hadn't run into you

up at the mine, maybe I
wouldn't have put it together.

- All right, well,
I said I was grateful to you

for turning a blind eye
to Johnny--

- Don't take me
for a fool, Nate,

treat me like those shitbags
in Newport.

- Sorry, I still don't know
what you're talking about.

Okay.

Here's what I think.

Johnny didn't heed my warning.

He was up at the hotel
with Sadie

and Kenny Davies,
and something happened.

You and Caleb took matters
into your own hands,

and Davies ends up dead.

How am I doing?

- Caleb and I are barely
on speaking terms.

Is that the best you can do?

If you or, more likely,
Caleb killed this lowlife

to protect Johnny, good on you.

I won't be shedding any tears,
reading the eulogy.

But you've gotta level
with me, Nate.

You've gotta--
you gotta give me something.

- All I know about Kenny Davies
is what I heard on the news.

- I need something, okay--
a scalp, a win.

I need to justify my existence,
sock it to Anderson,

and generally dispel the myth
I'm a fifth wheel

so I have a job and a roof
over my head come Christmas.

Help me help you.

- You're barking up
the wrong tree, Jane.

You don't change.

Always think you're smarter
than the rest of us.

- Far from it.
- One step ahead.

Someone saw you up at the mine,
an eyewitness.

I can make them disappear,
but I need you to trust me.

I need to know what happened.

I require yourself,
Johnny, and Caleb

to come to the station.
- What?

- There, you'll have
your photographs taken

for the purposes
of witness identification.

Night.

Hey.

I owe you an explanation.

I owe you an apology.

I'm sorry I was cagey before,
but I'm--

I'm trying to manage
a situation.

Spit it out, Nathan.

Jane Crowther's got a witness

thinks he saw us down the mine.

Jesus Christ.

- Now, I know Jane.
She's okay.

She's got a bit
of an axe to grind.

She's got something to prove
to Newport CID

and herself, I reckon.

- This sounds
like bad news for us.

Yeah, but silver lining,

if the witness saw us
put Kenny down the mine,

how come Jane hasn't
found a body?

That'd be a kick in the teeth
for Newport CID, wouldn't it?

- Maybe this witness
doesn't exist.

- Yeah, or they just
saw us leaving.

Either way, I gotta find out

exactly what
Jane Crowther knows.

- How are you gonna do that?
- I'm gonna pop up there

with a leg of lamb
and a bottle of Jameson's.

- No, don't do it, Nathan.
Sit this out.

- What?
That's not much of a plan.

- You said it yourself.
If this witness was all that,

Kenny's body would've
come up by now.

- But it's no cause
for complacency.

Just hold your nerve.

Don't do anything, right?

- Nathan?
- Hello, Malcolm.

- You just missed her.
On her rounds.

Oh, that's a shame.

I come bearing gifts.

So I see.

- Any chance I can
come in and wait?

- Got out to Cwmcarn Forest
at the weekend.

Can't stray too far
from the car park,

but worth the trip.

Oh, that's very nice, yeah.

- Clocked the red kite
just as we were leaving.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Fine specimen, isn't it?

Mm.

Jane mentioned--

she told me what happened
with Johnny.

Did she?

- Least you caught it early,
nipped it in the bud.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Well, it was good of Jane to
deal with it the way she did.

Uh, look, I've gotta, uh, run.

Is your freezer still
out the back?

I'll pop this in
before it defrosts.

Don't worry.

Oh, shit.

Caleb?

- I found the witness
from the mine.

What?